Catching cutthroats on the surface seems to be about as good as it gets. Although I am accustomed to dredging weighted flies for the big boys, when the fish are looking up it is too hard to resist some dry fly action. After pegging a bunch of white fish on a nymph rig, the mayflies started popping and I put on a cripple just in time to see a fish rise. The group I was fishing with caught several nice cutties and few rainbows on the surface throughout the afternoon. We were 2 of 4 boats on the stretch of water and didn't see a single wade fisherman all day. Definitely one of the most productive days I have had since moving to Montana.